Are U Awake ➳ A Text-Message Story ➳ rewritten and finished!

7.13

Wednesday, November 30th, 8:47

Dear Evan, I remember that night.

How you and I were in a fight when you went to drive. Get more cigarettes.

I used to hate your smoking. I told you that a lot, didn't I?

Now I'm sneaking outside to smoke one, myself.

I haven't smoked in a while. My mouth doesn't enjoy the taste as much anymore.

I have a new addiction now. He has blue eyes and auburn hair and a smile that shames the sun and I hate myself for knowing that.

I don't want to stop loving you. I don't know what not loving you is like, I never have.

I fear I might learn soon enough.

I don't deserve to love him, I deserve to love you.

My cigarette is dying now.

I want to stomp it out, to crush it into nothingness.

I watch the embers burn instead and imagine myself burning with them.

-Hannah

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